"Platoon commander, is the enemy coming?" Liao Gensheng didn't see anything.

"It's coming!" He Jiaming said calmly: "I feel that they are coming. ”

"......" This is very metaphysical.

Liao Gensheng was speechless, is this the hunter's intuition?

Soon, however, a black dot appeared on the road in the distance, speeding in their direction, getting closer and closer.

"It's a truck!"

"It's really coming!"

"Don't even speak, pay attention to battlefield discipline!" Although Liao Gensheng was equally shocked, he also faithfully fulfilled his duties.

"Liao Gensheng, convey the order, everyone shoots the first truck, understand?" He Jiaming opened his mouth and said.

"Yes!" Liao Gensheng lowered his figure, and then began to convey orders one by one in a low voice, "Shoot the first truck......

On the minimap, the enemies are clearly marked, mostly concentrated on the first truck, while the second truck is pulling supplies.

He Jiaming didn't know the shooting level of the soldiers of the reconnaissance platoon, and the weapons had just been obtained, so he asked everyone to shoot the first truck, while he aimed at the passenger seat of the second one.

Why the co-pilot?

Once the ambush unfolds, the first truck must stop, while the second truck must stop, and once the driver is directly killed, then the truck loses control and the outcome is unknown.

Even if it rolls over, then it will be a problem for the reconnaissance platoon.

The truck was getting closer and closer, and He Jiaming said to Liao Gensheng: "According to your gunshots!" ”

"Yes!" Liao Gensheng closed one eye and aimed at the machine gunner on the first truck, he did not aim at the driver.

"Bang......" When the two trucks drove to the front of the ambush position, Liao Gensheng opened fire.

At the same time as he fired, He Jiaming also pulled the trigger, and the Japanese soldier in the passenger seat of the second car was directly hit in the head.

The speed of the truck was not fast, but it was still necessary to anticipate the advance amount, and Liao Gensheng did not hit the machine gunner, but hit a Japanese soldier in the back.

The others opened fire one after another, and the Japanese soldiers standing in the back of the truck were targeted by forty rifles, and the gunfire rang out one after another, and He Jiaming fired a second shot at the same time as the second truck stopped, directly killing the driver.

Then he loaded the bullet again, but instead of firing again, he looked at the battlefield.

The marksmanship of the fighters can only be said to be average, but because of the numerical superiority, most of the enemies were knocked out in the first wave, and the enemy was taken by surprise, but those who survived still reacted quickly.

Lie directly in the compartment and use the truck baffle on the side as cover to avoid the fire.

The two devils in the cab of the first truck were all dead, and the few in the back compartment were left waiting.

The sound of gunfire was easy to tell, and the enemies who ambushed them were all using Type 38 rifles, which made them annoyed while silently waiting for the bullets in the magazine to run out!

Once the enemy has reloaded, they can jump out of the car and then counterattack using the truck as cover.

This is the elite Japanese soldier, He Jiaming also understands this, but he did not speak, but waited silently.

Suddenly, the firepower was weak, and the devils in the rear compartment immediately got up, and the soldiers on the position hurriedly wanted to aim, but most of them were changing bullets.

And the bullet hurriedly turned the muzzle, but it didn't hit, but He Jiaming wouldn't give the devil a chance, "bang ......"

"Click...... Swish...... Bang! "He pulled the bolt very fast, and the first devil got up and he fired, then reloaded one second, fired a second shot, and repeated.

There is not the slightest stuckness, with a pleasant rhythm.

Rapid fire requires a rhythm, and if the rhythm is right, the shooter will be extremely uncomfortable.

The remaining three devils were all killed, and the soldiers of the reconnaissance platoon were dumbfounded, they were forty people and forty guns!

He Jiaming had already gotten up at this time, "Act immediately, pay attention to safety, and replenish the gun immediately if there is activity!" ”

After speaking, He Jiaming had already rushed out, and the soldiers of the reconnaissance platoon hurriedly got up.

They rushed up to find out if the little devil was still alive, and the car behind He Jiaming checked was not pulling weapons and food.

But it's right to think about it, it's obviously not normal for these two trucks to be responsible for supply.

This car was loaded with some large boxes, and when one was opened, He Jiaming saw some porcelain, and then opened it, and there were scrolls in it, which should be calligraphy and paintings.

It's a cartload of devils' trophies!

Maybe it was a private trophy, He Jiaming continued to rummage, while the others were picking up the devil's equipment, looking elated one by one, this ambush was really happy.

"It really made the platoon commander wait!"

"Is the hunter's instinct so accurate?"

"Who knows?"

“……”

Liao Gensheng was a little annoyed at this time, "Okay, the problems exposed by this battle are very serious, are you still happy?" ”

The "......" fighters calmed down.

"Hurry up and clean up the battlefield, there is still a truckload of supplies to be transported!" Liao Gensheng reminded again.

It's just that at this time, He Jiaming had already pulled out the corpse of the devil in the cab of the rear car, and then came to the front of the car with a crank and started the car again.

Liao Gensheng hurried over, "Platoon commander, the battlefield is cleaned!" ”

He Jiamen looked at him and said, "You take them to follow the car, and arrange for someone to erase the traces!" ”

With that, he turned around and got into the car.

Liao Gensheng understood that the platoon commander was not satisfied with their operation this time, "Yes......"

He Jiaming drove and moved forward slowly, with forty people behind him lining up in two columns, and the two people at the back were responsible for cleaning the traces.

After driving out for a distance, He Jiaming turned around and entered the woods on the side, "Liao Gensheng, arrange for someone to continue to clean up the traces along the road, and turn back from the side for a few miles." ”

"Yes!" Liao Gensheng is convinced now, not to mention the platoon commander's marksmanship, even this kind of arrangement is meticulous enough, and he silently keeps this method in mind.

In the woods, He Jiaming told them to rest in place, and when the person who cleaned up the traces returned, he said, "Move all the boxes down." ”

The soldiers were actually very curious about the loot, and one by one they rushed to get into the car and move the boxes down.

"Dig a pit and bury it!" He Jiaming's words stunned everyone, and He Jiaming continued: "This is a cart of devils' trophies, all of which are some belongings and antiques, calligraphy and paintings, and some letters. ”

"I have taken out these letters, then handed them to the regiment commander, and then sent them to the headquarters to see if there is any useful information in them."

"As for the belongings or something, bury them for the time being, and then come back to get them when we have time, and now we need to continue fighting, and in three days, why do we have to bring back some useful things!"

"Yes!" The fighters began to move one after another, and the previous sapper shovel came into play again.

Moreover, the growers found that the platoon commander liked to bury things, and they estimated that they would have to dig the ground often in the future.